A/N Finally got around to updating this story. Have been having a bit of writer's block but I pulled together something. A bit more MAG in this chapter but still lots of Pinger shipping! Enjoy!

Gilligan walked through the jungle pondering how he was going to tell Mary Ann his feelings. There had to be a way for him to do this without chickening out. But just how was he…Wait of course! The Howells! Mrs. Howell was set to throw her annual cotillion on the island. The woman simply enjoyed entertaining and continued to do so even though it was just the seven of them. Gilligan along with the other castaways never minded. It was fun to dress up once in a while for a fancy party. He would ask Mary Ann if she would be his date. How perfect was that! Smiling, he set towards the communal area and saw Mary Ann sitting at the table with the radio. She was listening to her favorite soap opera. "Hi ya Mary Ann!" Gilligan greeted.

"Shhh." Mary Ann said. "I'm trying to listen. Bill is about to propose to Katie…" She leaned closer to the radio and sighed. "How romantic…" She said. "Proposing in the moonlight underneath the stars…" The radio was then flicked off. "So sweet."

"Sure." Gilligan said in agreement. "Listen Mary Ann I want to ask you something.'

"What is it Gilligan?" Mary Ann said looking up at him.

"Well you know how Mrs. Howell is throwing her annual cotillion soon."

"Sure." The farm girl said. "I'm looking forward to it. I love the parties the Howells throw."

"I was wondering…would you like to be my date?" Gilligan asked.

Mary Ann was stunned for a minute before speaking. "Date? You want me to be your date?"

"Yeah." Gilligan said cheerfully. "I think it would be fun. Don't you?"

"Gee I never thought of dates." Mary Ann said standing up. "We all just sort of were on our own except for the Howells of course. And well Ginger did make a point of monopolizing the Professor. You really want to go on a date with me?"

"I do." Gilligan said. "So will you Mary Ann? Will you be my date for the party?"

The brunette smiled. "Yes Gilligan. I would love to be your date. It would be a honor."

"Thanks Mary Ann!" The sailor said. "It will be lots of fun! I promise! You'll see! You'll have a really good time!"

"I know I will." She replied. "You are sweet to ask me Gilligan." With that she placed a kiss on his cheek and walked back to her hut. Gilligan stood there grinning. He did it. He asked Mary Ann to be his date! And she said yes! Wait till he told Skipper!

Mary Ann walked into her hut with a huge smile on her face. Gilligan asked her on a date! How sweet of him! She had been feeling so lonely lately with Ginger being married to the Professor now and Mrs. Howell being married to Mr. Howell. She felt like the odd one out. The only single gal but now Gilligan comes along and…he was such a wonderful guy! Something came to her mind. What was she going to wear! She wanted to look her absolute best and she didn't think any of her dresses were good enough. Maybe Ginger could loan her something. No her dresses wouldn't fit her. Ginger was taller than she was they would be too long on her. Well perhaps Ginger wouldn't mind altering one so she could wear it. The farm girl hurried out of her hut and rushed towards the Professor and Ginger's hut. She raised her hand and rapped on the door. "Ginger?" She said. "Ginger it's me Mary Ann. Is it alright if I come in?"

"Just a minute Mary Ann!" Ginger's voice said.

Mary Ann heard what sounded like scurrying and Ginger instructing the Professor to quickly put something back on. She smiled to herself and shook her head. Those two just could not keep their hands off each other. She often wondered how in the world they managed to control themselves before they got together. A minute later the door opened and Ginger smiled. "Hello Mary Ann." She said.

"Hi Ginger. Your dress is inside out." She said sweetly.

Ginger looked down and blushed a little before somewhat glaring at the farm girl. "Oh hush up." She said gesturing for Mary Ann to enter. "What do you want?"

Mary Ann looked over at the Professor and grinned. "You missed a button." She said.

"Oh." He said looking down at his shirt feeling a tad embarrassed. "I don't know how that.." He stammered as he fumbled to fix the error.

"Did you two get dressed in the dark?" Mary Ann asked her voice dripping with sweetness.

"You be quiet." Ginger snapped irritated that Mary Ann had "caught" them in the act. "What is it you want?"

"I was wondering if you had a dress I could borrow. The Howells are having their annual cotillion and I wanted to wear something special." Mary Ann explained.

"Oh?" Ginger said looking at her former hutmate with suspicion. "Just why do you want to wear something special?"

It was now Mary Ann's turn to turn red. "I uh..I just thought you know it would be…Oh alright!" She sighed. "Gilligan asked me to be his date."

Ginger smiled. "He did?" She said. "That's wonderful!"

"Thank you." The farm girl replied. "That's why I wanted to see if you had anything I could possibly borrow. I don't think any of my dresses will do."

"Mary Ann." Ginger said. "I'm pretty certain Gilligan would think differently."

"Possibly." Mary Ann conceded. "But I still want to look my best. Can you help me?"

Ginger thought a moment. "I have an idea." She said. "Why don't we just make you a new dress?"

"Make a dress?" Mary Ann said blankly. "How?"

"Well we have that beautiful silk like fabric that nice tribe gave us." Ginger said. "You remember when they happened upon on our island about a month ago? We can use that."

"But what about a pattern?" Mary Ann asked.

"Oh we can come up with something." Ginger said. "I'm sure of it. You made a lot of clothes back home didn't you?"

"Yes that's true." The brunette said. "I do have an idea for what I would like. I'll get sketch together."

"Okay." Ginger said. "Let me know when you are done."

Mary Ann nodded and hurried off. The Professor looked at his wife. "You are plotting something." He said. "I can see the wheels turning."

"Plotting what?" Ginger said innocently.

"You can't fool me my beautiful starlet." He said taking her in his arms. "You are scheming to make this cotillion all about Mary Ann and Gilligan becoming a couple and possibly marrying."

"What's wrong with that?" Ginger asked annoyed slightly that her husband could read her so well.

"Nothing is wrong with it." The Professor said. "I just think you should let things be. Don't push so hard."

"I know I know." Ginger sighed. "I just want Mary Ann to be as happy as I am that's all. I think she would make Gilligan an excellent wife."

"I agree with that." The Professor stated. "And I would like to see Gilligan as happy with Mary Ann as I am with you. But again I think we should just let things take their course."

"I suppose so." Ginger relented. "Gilligan did finally ask Mary Ann for a date. That's a start. Maybe things will work out for them."

Two Days Later

Gilligan decided to do some exploring in one of the caves. He always found neat treasures in them and he hoped to perhaps find something for Mary Ann. He wanted to give her something special for their date. The sailor dug through the dirt and came upon something shiny. He dug it out some more and saw it was a jewel. "Wow that's pretty." He said. "Nice shade of blue." He wondered if there were anymore. He dug around a bit more and found some more blue jewels. "Wow!' He said. "This is perfect." He gathered them all up leaving his shovel behind. He hurried to the Howell's hut. "Mr. Howell! Mr. Howell!" He shouted as he entered.

"What is it my boy!" Mr. Howell boomed.

"Look what I found in the cave!" Gilligan said showing the millionaire his treasures. "Do you think they are real?"

Mr. Howell picked up on the jewels and studied it. "Why yes my boy I do believe this is a real jewel. Where did you say you found it?"

"The cave." Gilligan said. "I found lots of them. I want to make something nice for Mary Ann. I think I can use these jewels."

Mrs. Howell clasped her hands. "That's a marvelous idea!" She said. "You know Thurston and I saw this movie once where this sailor gave his love a necklace. It was the shape of an anchor. You should do that for Mary Ann!"

"Gee that's a great idea Mrs. Howell!" Gilligan said. "I bet I could make a really neat necklace!"

"Gilligan my boy." Mr. Howell said. "Do you think perhaps tomorrow you could show me where these jewels are? Perhaps I could find something for Mrs. Howell."

Gilligan smiled. "Sure Mr. Howell I sure can! I gotta go now. I'm going to make a necklace for Mary Ann!" He hurried out of the hut and over to the one he shared with Skipper. Gilligan set the jewels down and pondered just how he was going to make a necklace. He could carve one out of wood but he didn't think it would look nice. Maybe Gigner had something he could use. Gilligan ran over to the Professor and Ginger's hut and knocked on the door. "It's me Gilligan!" He said.

"Just a minute!" Ginger's voice said.

The sailor thought he heard Ginger say something to the Professor about his shirt and why did he need to hand her…Oh..Oh! He thought feeling awkward. The door opened with Ginger standing there. "Yes Gilligan. What it is?"

He was about to speak when he noticed something odd. "Hey your dress is on backwards."

Ginger grumbled to herself. "Never mind that Gilligan what is it you want?"

"Oh. I want to make a necklace for Mary Ann." He explained. "I found these jewels in the cave but I need something to put them on. I thought maybe you had something."

Ginger shook her head. "I'm afraid not Gilligan but I do have an idea. You remember that clay that washed ashore a few weeks ago? Maybe you could mold something out of that."

"Say that's a great idea!" Gilligan exclaimed. "Say Professor can you…Why is your belt on weird?"

The Professor looked down and noticed it was not only inside out but backwards. "I give up." He muttered to himself heading towards the bedroom.

"Professor must have been in a hurry to dress." Gilligan said.

"Never mind." Ginger said. "What was it you were going to say?"

"Oh. You think the Professor could make some kind of kiln so I can make my necklace?"

"I suppose so." Ginger said. "Or why don't you ask Skipper? I'm sure he can help with that." Ginger suggested as a way to get Gilligan out of the hut so she could get back to her adoring husband.

"Great idea! Thanks Ginger!" Gilligan quickly left the hut to locate his big buddy.

Ginger quickly shut the door hoping there would be no further interruptions. "Darling." She said as she sauntered back into the bedroom. "Where were we?" She asked as she slid into the bed next to him. Her hand reached up and combed through his hair.

"Um I…" He said forgetting everything but her.

Her lips touched his and they resumed their passion. Ginger simply loved being wrapped up in his strong arms. And his kisses were heavenly! No one could ever kiss her like this! "I love you." She whispered as he placed kisses down her neck. "I love you darling."

Things heated up more and as always Ginger was in awe of just how much love she had for him and how he could make her feel things she never knew was possible. What she ever did to deserve this wonderful man she didn't know and frankly didn't care. Whatever it was she was glad she did it.

It was later on that Ginger decided to relax outside and enjoy the warm tropical air. Well sort of. Her eyes kept darting over to where her husband was doing his daily workout routine. He looked simply….yummy was the only word she could think of. Damn he was fine! Ginger glanced down at her stomach where her child was growing. She placed her hand on her midsection with a smile. Just what was the child going to be like she often wondered. Like her or like her husband? What would they look like? Would they be as handsome as…Her eyes shifted back over to her husband who was bench pressing a bamboo pole with coconuts attached. Her eyes drifted over his bare physique and she could hardly contain herself. Ginger lifted herself from the chair and walked over to him. "Hi Darling."

"Don't even think it." He said.

"Darling you are so sexy." She said ignoring his weak protest. "Way more sexier than Duke ever was. Your muscles are much more…impressive." She said standing over him.

The Professor sighed and placed the weight down. He sat up. "Is this how it's going to be? You seducing me at all hours of the day every day?"

"Yes." Ginger replied with a gleam in her eyes.

"Is there any task that I perform that doesn't turn you on?"

"No." Ginger said with a hungry look.

"No matter what I do, you are going to find it arousing?" He asked.

"You love me." Ginger pointed out.

"I do." He said getting up from the wood bench. "I always will."

He gathered his wife in his arms and kissed her softly. Ginger deepened the kiss and soon they made their way back into their hut with the door closing behind them.

A bit later the Professor managed to untangle himself from Ginger's clutches to get back to his workout. Ginger busied herself with sewing some clothes for the baby. She really was excited about having a son or daughter. Passing her legacy onto them. Yes she didn't know if they would ever be rescued from the island but one never knew. She wasn't going to dwell on that. As long as she had her darling Roy with her that's all that mattered.